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Allen's body suddenly swayed slightly from side to side, like a flower swaying in the wind. As he swayed, the coldness behind his head disappeared. That was because the sniper could no longer aim at him. After all, using spinning footwork to move in a small range was the best anti-sniper movement. Then, the forest leaves suddenly splashed at his feet, and a hole was blasted in the ground amidst the sound of a sniper in the distance. This meant that the sniper was not calm enough and was eager to kill Allen.
The gap between the shots would buy time for Allen to counterattack!
Without even having time to bandage the wound on his abdomen, Allen immediately turned around and pounced. He leaned forward and galloped through the forest like a vigorous snow wolf. The occasional spinning footwork made Allen's trajectory even more difficult to predict. Although this was extremely exhausting, during the 500 meters of running, the opponent's other bullet only blew a hole the size of a mouth out of a dense fir tree.
It was already quite close.
Allen had already rushed out of the forest. There were only a few umbrella-shaped trees on the rocky ground. The crown of one of the trees suddenly trembled, and then a figure jumped down and quickly ran in the opposite direction. Allen snorted and stopped. Snipers had this kind of convenience. Once they couldn't set up a trap to trap them, they could completely escape before they were counterattacked.
Allen was alone now, and the relatively open terrain here made it impossible for him to catch up to the sniper in a short period of time. He could only watch him leave.
His hand pressed against his abdomen. Because of the intense movement, the blood oozing from the wound was now even thicker.
Allen found a hidden place, took off the defensive light armor on his upper body, and tore his shirt into strips of cloth to tie up the wound on his abdomen. Fortunately, the surface of Charle's long knife wasn't wide. Even if he didn't suture the wound, it would automatically heal.
All he needed was time.
After putting on the defensive light armor again, Allen walked back to the forest. His shirt was completely ruined, so he simply took off Charle's clothes and put them on. Then, he took out the things he had packed before. Allen looked up and identified the position of the sun. He then drilled into the bushes and headed west.
Not long after he left, the two youths arrived at the forest. Upon seeing Hera and Joe's corpses, one of the freckled boys with fiery red hair said, "Looks like we're late."
Another young man wearing glasses said, "It's a good thing we're late."
The fiery young man flipped Hera's body and finally gave up on taking off Hera's gloves. Not everyone knew how to use this special weapon. As for Charle's tactical saber, it had already been taken away by Allen. The two youths circled around and soon found the supply box that Allen had left behind. The food inside was basically untouched, which made the two teenagers overjoyed.
"Looks like we didn't come out empty-handed."
The bespectacled youth looked around vigilantly and said, "We can't take so many things with us. Don't be greedy, just take some of them."
"I don't need you to tell me," his companion said with a smile.
The resource boxes left behind by Allen were like rotten meat that attracted vultures. After that, they were divided among the youths who arrived according to the coordinates deliberately announced by the organizers. In the end, only a few empty boxes were left. As for Allen himself, he headed west. The west was where he and Lucy would meet. No matter where the two of them were scattered, they all headed west. Heading west, the place they could see under the highest object was where they would gather.
That place could be a high peak, a tall fir tree, anything, as long as it was conspicuous enough.
After leaving the forest, Allen's eyes suddenly opened up. A stream meandered through the grassland in front of him, and a large area of green was spread out on the ground like a green carpet. In the northwest, a dense green forest slanted into the grassland. The edge of the forest spread from north to west, pointing to a tall mountain peak on the horizon.
The mountain peak pierced the clouds, and the snow line could still be seen on the peak. Above the snow line was a vast expanse of white, shining brightly under the sun.
In the blue sky, a flock of birds flew past, making clear bird cries and disappearing in the blink of an eye. On the grassland, a group of docile horned deer was drawing water from the stream. Suddenly, the herd of deer stirred. Hundreds of horned deer dispersed in an uproar. It turned out that a Sword Tooth Berserk Wolf had appeared. The level 3 dangerous Sword Tooth Berserk Wolf was already able to drive life force. Unlike Bai Fang's frost energy, the Sword Tooth Berserk Wolf's Origin Energy was used more on strength and speed.
Its short-range sprint could reach hundreds of kilometers, and its bite force was enough to easily tear the human body apart. The appearance of the Sword Tooth Berserk Wolf meant that the grassland was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.
Allen checked his weapons again. Kuang Tu was behind him, and Joe's long saber was in his hand. They would be Allen's guarantee to walk through this dangerous grassland. He raised his head, locked his target on the tall and straight mountain peak, and began to walk into the grassland.
At the same time, in the forest that stretched from north to west in the distance of the grassland, Lucy was also heading towards the same destination. The young lady, who had her hair tied up in two ponytails, was carrying a bulging luggage as she advanced westward. Climb up the tall fir tree from time to time? Look into the distance, correct the direction, and then continue on the road. Lucy always had a faint smile on her little face, completely without the tension and pressure on the other youths.
In the evening, Lucy found an open space to camp. Eldest Miss hummed a tune in a relaxed mood as she estimated that she would be able to arrive at the gathering place tomorrow. A slightly nasal tone spread through the forest. Lucy cleared a circle of isolation strips on the ground and lit a small campfire. She set up a shelf with a branch and took out the meat slices from her bag. Lucy spread them flat on the shelf and roasted them over the fire.
In a short moment, the fragrance of meat wafted through the forest.
Some subtle sounds rang out from the left, and Lucy even saw one or two strange shadows flash past in the distant forest, flashing with red and blue fluorescence. The campfire at night would attract some dangerous species, but Lucy didn't care. She cared more about whether she could have a delicious and satisfying dinner. When the meat was roasted to a golden brown, she picked up one of the pieces with a dagger and tore off a shred of meat with two fingers, throwing it into her mouth and chewing it.
The fragrance of meat filled her mouth, and Lucy nodded with satisfaction. She moved the entire barbecue rack away from the fire, intending to wait for the barbecue to cool down before eating. Under the flickering flames, two figures appeared in front of Lucy.
"Isn't this Miss Lucy? I can also smell the fragrance of barbecue. How lucky. "A sharp voice said. The owner of the voice was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. With soft, light brown hair plastered to his forehead, the tall, thin boy had a large, striking nose. A black steel spear was placed across his shoulder, his hands circling the spear shaft to fix it, and he walked over with a leisurely look.
Next to him was another boy of similar age, short and sturdy. His left forearm was covered with a round hand shield, and the other hand was holding a short-handled single-edged axe. The axe was still stained with blood, and a drop of blood dripped from the blade. Obviously, the axe had just drunk its fill of blood.
"Cinta, Sam." Lucy nodded and said, "Okay, we've greeted each other. You can leave now. This forest is very big, and there are plenty of places for you to camp. "
The tall Cinta and Sam looked at each other, and then both of them laughed. Cinta took the spear from his shoulder, holding it in his hand, and walked towards Lucy, "Are you misunderstanding something, Miss Lucy, we came for you."
Lucy said with a smile, "Don't have any ideas about my barbecue, that would not be a good idea."
"No, apart from the barbecue, we want you more!" Cinta suddenly sprinted. From a standstill to a sprint, there was no run-up at all. The young man leaned forward, and like a gust of wind, he came to Lucy's side.
In his eyes, Lucy did not even have time to dodge or get up, and the girl who was still sitting on the ground did not seem to be able to react. Cinta could almost foresee that his spear would pierce through the girl's chest in the next second.
But before he could raise his spear, a golden automatic pistol suddenly appeared in the empty space between the two of them. On the automatic pistol, there was a rose pattern. The pattern extended from the handle to the muzzle, and it was complex and gorgeous.
The smile on Lucy's face became even wider, "You have ideas about me, that is obviously even worse!"
The girl pulled the trigger, not knowing whether it was an illusion, or the reflection of the flame. Cinta saw the pattern on the handle light up a few rays of light, and the dark muzzle flashed with flames. Cinta tried his best to twist his body to avoid the attack, but until a bullet with a letter carved on the front of the bullet passed through his head, Cinta still maintained his original posture.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, from Cinta's pounce, to Lucy's raising of the gun, to the youth's head flying, almost in an instant. Before Lucy could finish her words, Sam saw his companion fly out with a mist of blood.
With a slight movement, Sam roared. He raised his shield to protect his head and face, and with his feet on the ground, he charged towards Lucy. Lucy jumped up from the ground and raised her hand to shoot. Sam was startled and moved his head to the side. Suddenly, he felt a hot stream of air brushing past his ear. The youth's eyes widened and he looked incredulously at the bullet hole in his shield. If it wasn't for the indescribable sense of crisis that flashed in his heart, he would have made an instinctive move. Otherwise, Lucy's bullet would have shot through the shield along with his head!
Although the shield in Sam's hand was not of the best quality, it was still made of fine steel. The automatic pistol in Lucy's hand should not be able to penetrate it. Suddenly, Sam thought of a terrible weapon.
Magic gun!
Sam's eyes became fiery. If Lucy had a magic gun in her hand, it would be worth even more than this girl's life. But with Sam's pitifully poor knowledge, he did not know that there was no such thing as a Mystic Gun that could fire live ammunition.
In the blink of an eye, Sam had rushed to the campfire. Words. He kicked the campfire with a big kick. The still burning branches covered Lucy with a sky full of sparks, using the sparks to distract her attention. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sam's axe chopped towards Lucy's chest.
The move was ruthless, and he had no intention of showing mercy to the fairer sex.
"You barbarian!" Lucy protested and quickly retreated, avoiding the sparks and Sam's axe.
Sam ignored the girl's protest. He rolled on the ground and moved forward. At the same time, the short axe chopped out, going straight for Lucy's long legs. Sam chased closely and swung all the axe skills he had learned. For a moment, Lucy didn't even have the chance to shoot.
Lucy seized the opportunity and took advantage of the gap in Sam's axe to raise her gun. Sam was like a frightened bird and immediately rolled to the side. Unexpectedly, Lucy giggled and turned to run. It turned out to be a feint.
Sam's face was red and hot. He became angry and threw the axe towards Lucy's back. The axe spun high and was about to hit Lucy. The girl suddenly spun around and let the axe hit the trunk of a fir tree. At the same time, Lucy had already turned around and pointed the muzzle of her gun at Sam.
Sam didn't expect Lucy to combine evasion and counterattack. By the time he wanted to dodge, Lucy's muzzle had already spat out a tongue of fire. Sam could only roar and raise his expert shield. At the same time, his Origin Energy surged, forming another faint ripple in front of the shield.
This was one of the ten dozen "shields" in the army, one of the most commonly used defensive methods. Using Origin Energy to create an Origin Energy Shield in front of him, thus protecting him. However, just as he constructed this Origin Energy Shield, Sam's forehead trembled, and then his entire body became light.
His body gradually fell backwards until he died. He didn't know how Lucy's bullet pierced through the double defense of the Origin Energy Shield and the Hand Shield and hit him.
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